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actors will be filming today,” the Queen remarked in a loud voice as she nibbled a croissant.
    “Miles away from wherever we are, I hope!” the Goblin said gruffly, and they both roared with laughter as if Emily had just made the joke of the century.
    Kenny groaned, and buried her nose in her glass of orange juice.
    “I’d almost forgotten about the bet, what with all that stuff last night!” she said. “Remember, you lot, we’ve got to keep our eyes open for the film crew!”
    We all nodded.
    After breakfast everyone piled into the minibus again for another day’s sightseeing. Mr Tate drove us to Montmartre, which is a really pretty part of Paris. It had lots of little streets, and a big white church called Sacre-Cœur, which we were allowed to go into and look around. We were allowed to go shopping too, and we bought loads of souvenirs and postcards. Then we all got back on the minibus, and we were taken to the most famous museum in Paris, the Louvre. It was so big that we were only going round bits of it.
    “Right, you’ll all recognise this famous picture,” Mrs Weaver announced as she led us into one of the rooms. We couldn’t see much though, because there was a big crowd of tourists round the famous picture, whatever it was.
    “I can see it!” Frankie announced excitedly. She’s a right beanpole, so she could just about see what was hanging on the wall if she stood on her toes. She looked over the heads of a big crowd of Japanese tourists. “It’s the Mona Lisa!”
    “Well done, Frankie,” said Mrs Weaver approvingly. “Yes, it is the Mona Lisa.”
    “What’s Lisa moaning about now?” Kenny giggled, nudging me in the ribs.
    “Oh, very funny!” I nudged her back assome of the other tourists moved away and we managed to edge our way forward. “But you’re right – she doesn’t look very happy, does she?”
    We looked at some of the other stuff in the museum, including a statue of a lady with no arms that Mrs Weaver said was the Venus de Milo. Then we were taken into a park to eat the packed lunches the hotel had prepared for us. We were starving, so we all got stuck in. All except Fliss, who started opening her sandwiches and peering into them as if she expected to find a slug or something!
    “What
are
you doing, Flissy?” Kenny asked in amazement.
    Fliss looked nervous. “What if it was Chantal who made the sandwiches?”
    “What if it was?” Frankie asked, looking puzzled.
    Fliss looked around, and lowered her voice. “Well, she might be trying to poison us!”
    “Don’t be daft, Fliss!” said Frankie. Lyndz and I giggled, but Kenny frowned.
    “You could be right, Fliss! Come to think ifit, I’m feeling a bit funny – urgh!” Kenny clutched her throat and fell over backwards, sprawling out motionless on the grass. Fliss squealed, and the rest of us howled with laughter.
    “Oh, very clever!” Fliss poked Kenny in the stomach, and Kenny sat up, laughing her head off.
    “No sign of the film crew yet today,” remarked Emma Hughes smugly as she and Emily Berryman went past us. “Looks like you won’t be getting that autograph after all, Kenny.”
    Kenny stopped laughing and stuck her tongue out at the Queen’s back. “The Queen’s right, for once,” she said gloomily. “I just hope we catch up with the filming again soon …”
    Guess what? We did! After lunch we went to see the famous cathedral, Notre Dame. We’d seen it from the boat the day before, but now we had a chance to look at it properly, and go inside. It was a really big, impressive building with lots of funnygargoyles and other carvings on the front. But the very first thing we noticed was that the film crew were there again, along with the actors Danni Hart and Liam Darcy. And they were shooting a scene outside the cathedral!
    “Cool!” Kenny exclaimed in delight. She pulled a face at the Queen and the Goblin, who’d also spotted the film crew and were looking like thunder. “This is where I